|-Ruv x Whitty-|

Chapter 2

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"Come in! Come in!"
Whitty stared at the small woman below with a frown. She didn't do anything, simply stood in front of him. Blocking any way of entering.
The smile on her face never leaving as she bounced slightly.

Should he just walk around?

The Russian gave a cough, hopping off the long bench. Shoving his hands in the pockets of his big jacket and giving Sarv a look anyone would cower under, but Whitty wasn't anyone. The nun jumped and slip out the way, arms behind her back. The grin turning to a small, awkward smile.

"Where are my manners! You may enter..."

The bomb sighed, trudging into the church.
He hasn't been to one of these in a long while. Cleansing wouldn't help what he was running from though. This is a visit, nothing more, nothing less.

Ruv sat down once again, leaning on his knees. The taller male had noticed this, deciding to rest. He'd been walking some time now, what's the harm in a quick 15 break.
He took a seat next to him, arms crossed.

Ruv glanced at him, "What are you doing here...?"

He sighed, burring his head in his hands.
Why was he here? Didn't he want to visit, Was that all? For comfort maybe.
He didn't know, all that came to mind was the Russian.
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Sry- I have to go to hell right now!! Maybe I'll right some more later today!
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